" Precisely. But this arse is like a moon. So white, so pale. Beautiful in the sky but not in this dress. It needs to be red, does it not?Y...ye. Yes.... She knew. She knew what was coming. She prayed the shop owner would never notice the shine of cream she could feel on her cunt and so pressed her legs tighter together."I will make it red. Ask me. Ask me to dress you perfectly." Please...please make my bottom red. Make me...dress me perfectly."The first strike was hard and she jolted forward and. Clad only in elastic-topped stockings and heels with her red thong peeking out from under her full round tummy, she stood watching me as Kathleen moved in behind her to reach around and lift a still-wet breast in each hand, offering them for my inspection.Grinning at my gaping stare, Jennifer stepped free of Kathleen's fondling and moved over to stand in front of my chair, legs apart and hands on hips. "Take out your cock!" she demanded, obviously enjoying the role of a slut in heat.As I. It’s a role we stumbled into by accident. The estate agency I set up with money my father gave me flourished through one housing boom after another to the point where I could afford to leave the daily running to my staff. I did make a point of frequent visits to the branch offices but eventually it became less than a full-time occupation. Which left ample opportunity for sex.The agony columns will tell you that in a good marriage the sexual relationship is based on a loving foundation. Possibly. M., her fingers tapping against her steering wheel impatiently waiting. She had been looking forward for this whole thing between her girlfriend Stacey and her. It was hard for the two of them to have alone time since she had an annoying roommate and Stace still lived at home with her parents. She glanced at her watch again thinking Stace was running really late. Not that she was complaining since she needed time to calm her nerves from the excitement. She told herself before she left that she.